Ultrasound Speaker
She sent an invitation to her party. Signed herself, her husband, their dog as well as their “baby”. Glued a photocopied ultrasound image of her belly to it. There is movement, weight, there are many stars on that image. Transparency and matter, spreading from each point to numerous others: a cloud, smoke, dust and sand all at once.

She is going to turn inside out. Her softness will harden into skin for someone who is going to be all soft on the inside again.

…let it breathe with ants and drones. Don’t let it belong. And don’t let girls’ bodies sadden if they may never swell to the shape of the longest miracle. Let me stay in the shelter of bellies, arms, thoughts. Don’t let me thicken into a person but into ashes or sand. And if I do: let me be a hand stretched out, one that, as they say, walks its own path in both pleasure and pain.

My interview with performer, writer and HYSTERIA editor Bjørk Grue Lidin is coming out in the next issue of Maska.My text on "new feminism" of the 1980s in Ljubljana is going to appear in The 1980s. Constellations of Art, Politics and Identity published by Valiz and L'Internationale confederation (2017).